Chilling after a 20 hour work day. The kids sick, which means I'm going to lose my 1 day off to taking care of her. She was super sweet to me today, makes it easier. Spent 6 hours with my hands above my shoulders painting the ceiling of the shop, going to be sore tomorrow. I didn't even paint the whole damn thing. 2/3 of the way through my arms ceased to cooperate and my painting just kept getting slower an messier. Called it a night before I made things worse. I'm tired and it's late, free association time.... partying with gay men taught me not be afraid to dance with my hands above my shoulders. Straight guys almost never let their hands reach above their shoulders when they dance. A tip to straight guys, try it, it's liberating. Little remodel on the shop is going slow but well. I can only get long periods of work done on Tuesdays after I close but trying to make that time count.